“Don’t worry so much.” I tried to laugh off the momentousness of the up-and-coming confrontation.

“I. Do Not. Leave. You.”

Realizing that he wasn’t going to bend in this situation, I sighed. “Okay, Haydn. We’re a team no matter what. I got it.”

“Good.”

“I’ve never been a team before,” I whispered.

“This one is for keeps, Verity. Don’t ever forget it.”

How could you not love hearing that sentence come out of a cute boy’s lips? And he was more sexy man than angelic kid. I didn’t know if I wanted to kiss him or put him in a box and stick him in my pocket. Wow, did I ever wish that was the only test I was going to have to cope with over the next few hours. I wished even harder that I had some idea, any iota of a clue, as to what I was going to say to the Haven kids.

Or where I belonged.

Do they make compasses for life paths? Could I order a boatload of them for express delivery please?

Like right now?

Anyone? FedEx? Amazon.com? God? Oprah?

I’m begging, just in case I hadn’t been clear the million times I’d mentioned it before.

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As a child, I spent my summers in Haven. Running through trees, splashing in creeks, dancing with the fae, and always getting home before night.
I grew up. I went out into the world. I went to school, college, traveled, loved and lost and loved again. I explored, and due to my sense of adventure with a good dose of curiosity, I traveled down some of the most interesting paths. I went on many journeys I could return home with, and, more importantly, share with others. With each experience, with each success and every failure, Haven became a little brighter … bigger … more complex.
Now I get to share it all with you. Thank you for listening, now tell me your story.
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